Chapter 92

The next day, Bu Zheng received another piece of news, which was certainly not good news for him. Two of the Qingyun Sword Sect's servant disciples had been killed, and both were women.

"Female disciples were killed? Who could be so ruthless?" Bu Zheng was quite puzzled when he received this news. Generally speaking, people would show some mercy when they saw female disciples.

"The killer was also a woman. Only a woman can be so ruthless to another woman," the soldier who brought the news said, stating a common belief that only women would make things difficult for other women.

The battles between mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law, and between sisters-in-law, which have lasted for thousands of years, will continue to persist.

"Also a woman?" Bu Zheng was somewhat surprised. Although it's true that only a woman can be so ruthless to another woman, not just any woman can do such a thing.

"Yes, it's said to be a woman from the Tai Xuan Sect named Han Xueji, with white hair and cold eyes, wielding a long weapon. She kills people as easily as slicing vegetables, without batting an eye, extremely cold and ruthless," the soldier said.

"..." Bu Zheng fell silent, sensing that the peace of the past few days was about to end. He needed to practice hard.

That night, the Qingyun Sword Sect's annex had a somewhat somber atmosphere, but only a little. For the elite disciples and elders, the death of a couple of servant disciples would not make them sad. Only the two female elite disciples felt a bit sad, perhaps because the dead were people close to them.

Originally, Bu Zheng thought that after the death of the servant disciples, they would find replacements, but it turned out not to be the case. They did not look for replacements because finding one would just mean one more sacrifice. After the death of the servant disciples, no one would look for replacements anymore.

This was not just the case with the Qingyun Sword Sect; other sects were the same. Although they did not care about the number of servant disciples, they did not want them to be sacrificed in vain. Moreover, the more deaths, the more embarrassing it would be. Why give others an advantage?

Fortunately, it was like this, so there was no need to continue replenishing. Otherwise, it would soon be Bu Zheng's turn.

Actually, going would be a good thing for Bu Zheng. Although it carried some risks, he could watch the Seven Stars Martial Arts Competition and learn a lot, as well as understand his own strength.

However, it seemed that fate had it that Bu Zheng always missed such opportunities, keeping him in the mindset of "I am very weak, very weak!" Because of this, he gave up practicing swordsmanship and directly practiced lightness skills, which were escape techniques. He never thought about fighting with others.

Another day passed, and today a very strange visitor came, leaving a wooden box for Bu Zheng, instructing him to deliver the letter inside to Elder Chen.

So, Bu Zheng delivered the letter to Elder Chen. After reading the letter, Elder Chen was quite puzzled, looking it over several times, then said in confusion, "What's wrong with this old guy? Why is it so simple this time, just delivering a letter, with no other tricks?"

After that, Elder Chen tried many methods to test the letter, but found it to be just ordinary paper...

"Could there be something wrong with what's written here? 'Yong, have dinner at the New Moon Tower, Zhi.' There's nothing wrong with this," Elder Chen said. Yong was Elder Chen's name, and from his understanding of the sender, the handwriting was indeed from the sender.

"Then it should start at the New Moon Tower. I'll go there tonight to see what happens." Chen Yong thought the problem was in the latter part. It was not yet noon, so he naturally could not go now; he would wait until later.

In the evening, Chen Yong went out to meet the appointment. As he passed through the gate, Bu Zheng was in the courtyard, staring blankly at the ground, where some marks were drawn, probably for practicing footwork.

Seeing Chen Yong appear, Bu Zheng immediately went to open the gate. After going out, Chen Yong told Bu Zheng to work hard and then left.

At the entrance of the New Moon Tower, Chen Yong looked around cautiously. The person who invited him was always immersed in arrays and mechanisms, and might have set up a trap here.

So, after observing for a while and confirming there were no traps, Chen Yong entered the New Moon Tower. The journey was uneventful, and it seemed there were no traps or mechanisms inside the New Moon Tower.

Thinking about it, the New Moon Tower was a bustling restaurant, and if there were traps here, they would have been destroyed long ago. This place was not suitable for ambushes. The real move should be in the room, and he was probably waiting in a private room.

Speaking of the New Moon Tower, it looked very elegant from the outside, and the place was quite large. There was even a balcony upstairs where people could sit and eat while enjoying the nearby scenery.

Such a grand setting also indicated that the New Moon Tower's business was very prosperous.

"Sir, are you here for dinner or for an appointment?" When Chen Yong arrived at the entrance, a waiter asked.

"For an appointment, Li Zhi," Chen Yong said simply, still observing the surroundings.

"Ah, you are a guest of Sir Chen. He has already instructed that the person must present a note to enter," the waiter said, fulfilling the guest's request.

"Here, take a look!" Chen Yong handed the note to the waiter, as if it could be thrown away after reading, but the waiter definitely did not dare to. After reading it, he respectfully returned it.

"That's it. Sir, please follow me." The waiter nodded and led Chen Yong to the door of a private room, opening the door and standing at the entrance.

"Please!"

Chen Yong came to the door but did not enter immediately. He first looked inside to ensure it was safe.

"Yong, I didn't expect you to come so quickly. I thought I would have to wait another one or two hours," a voice came from inside, with a tone of amusement and surprise.

"I am always punctual. Only certain people are often late. By the way, old guy, what do you want?" Chen Yong maintained a defensive posture as he jumped inside.

"What are you doing?" Li Zhi looked at Chen Yong, a bit puzzled.

"Are you kidding? I'm just afraid you've set up some mechanism here. According to your usual habits, you can't possibly not have any tricks," Chen Yong said, still on guard and looking around.

"Hey, when have I ever tried to ambush you when I invited you to dinner?" Li Zhi said, somewhat annoyed.

"Who says you haven't? Seven years ago, you tampered with my chair..." Chen Yong immediately said.

"That's just my habit. I always make you solve some arrays. You know this habit, and you solved it. Would I do it again?" Li Zhi was speechless. You know this habit, but I only did it once. You solved it, so why would I do it again?